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“It was an olive. You’ll survive.”

“The olive is what makes the drink,” he argued. “You just ruined it, not only by removing it, but by sticking your grubby fingers in my drink.”

“The alcohol kills any bacteria,” Red argued. “That’s why we pour it over injuries.”

IRIS scoffed. “How would you feel if I stuck my fingers in your beer?”

He shrugged. “I’d still drink it.”

“This is useless now!” IRIS scoffed.

“Men are such babies,” Sarah said, reaching across the table and grabbing his glass, chugging the entire thing.

“Whoa!” I gasped, jerking the glass out of her hands, though it was a little pointless now that it was all gone. “What the fuck are you doing?”

“Drinking. I thought that was pretty obvious.”

“Yeah, but out of another man’s glass. That’s not cool.”

She cocked her head at me, a grin splitting her lips. “I’m sorry, did you want me to only drink from your glass? After all, you are my pimp.”

My eyes narrowed dangerously at her as the rest of the guys laughed.

“You had that one coming.”

I leaned over, pressing my hand to the back of her chair. “I am not your pimp, and I didn’t mean that you were actually a hooker.”

“Uh-huh, but that’s what you said.”

“I said—” I stopped myself, knowing there was no way for me to get out of this. “You know that’s not what I meant.”

“No woman wants to hear that, especially when the words out of your mouth should have been about how beautiful I look.”

“You did look beautiful. You looked like a fucking wet dream,” I whispered in her ear. “And that’s something I want to keep for myself, if you don’t mind. Now, we’re out having drinks, and every fucker in this place wants you for himself. It fucking pisses me off. Do you know what it’s costing me to not pull out my gun and shoot every single person in this place?”

I watched as her throat bobbed as she swallowed hard. If I pressed my fingers to her throat, I was positive I would feel her heart racing.

“Then maybe it would be best if we leave before you do something you’ll regret,” she whispered.

“I think that would be a wise idea.”

I stood, adjusting my cock as discreetly as possible while she cleared her throat and slid back from the table. “I’m really tired. I think I’ll call it a night.”

“Yeah, ya are,” IRIS grinned, but immediately stopped smiling when he saw the glare on my face.

I grabbed her by the elbow, refusing to listen to the catcalls and inappropriate comments as I pulled her out of the bar. I knew Kavanaugh and Red had my back, and would be right behind me, keeping watch as we headed back. I hadn’t exactly told Sarah about this new threat, and I wasn’t sure I wanted to. Women tended to freak out when they learned they were in danger. That was the last thing I wanted right now. As long as we were watching her, she would be safe.

“You know, I was just having fun back there,” she muttered. “There was no need to end the night early.”

“You were taunting the guys.”

“I was taunting you,” she corrected. “And you couldn’t handle the pressure.”

I scoffed at that. I was steel, unbreakable. Okay, steel was breakable, but not easily. Either way, it didn’t matter. This wasn’t about me. This was strictly about keeping her safe.

“Let’s just get back to the hut. We need a good night’s sleep before we leave in the morning.”

“By boat?”

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